#geordo stuart smut

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Warning ⚠️: degradation, choking, a little dub con in the beginning, toxic toxic toxic

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He was cold.

Nicol thrusted his fingers into your hole, his face expressionless. He had been doing this for over twenty minutes now. You didn't like being edged but who were you to say no to the Nicol Ascart? So you complied. His thumb reached up to circle your clit and you felt your body jerk.

"Cum," he said in his soft voice.

You muffled your scream into your right hand as you climaxed, back arching. All you could see was black, then your back settled comfortably onto the desk, chest still heaving. You could feel Nicol remove his fingers. The sound of his footsteps followed after, then the sound of the door closing. You were alone now.

It's been like this for the past three weeks. Nicol would drag you into an isolated place, touch you, make you feel good, embarrassed, pathetic. He'd make you scream for him, cum for him, then he'd leave and act as if nothing happened.

Nicol had rules. Don't touch him, don't say his name, don't cum unless told to. Outside your little association he didn't like when you talked to him in front of others, and if you dared to utter a word of what happened between you two in private... well you wouldn't want to know.

You wanted to hate Nicol Ascart. In short and curt words; he was plainly mean. At least to you he was. When with others, you saw the little smiles that tugged on his face. The small chuckles and the slight but loving gestures he made to them. You didn't know why you were never the one to receive any of these gestures.

"I don't want to do this anymore." You told Nicol.

He looked up at you, his three fingers plunged in your hole. It was fifth period and he had you pushed up against the lockers half naked.

He didn't touch you after that. He didn't even glance at you. You should be happy, right? This is what you wanted, right?

Maybe it was your newfound frustration that lead you to make this reckless decision, but here you were drunk and alone at Prince Geordo's after-party still thinking about all of this. You shouldn't have came. You weren't the type, and you didn't have any friends that could drive you home, but you didn't care. You wanted to forget about him. You wanted to let loose, feel free, and not have a care in the world.

It was working a little. You were feeling good. The music was loud. Your hands traveled up and down your body as you swayed back and forth. That all went out the window when your eyes landed on a particular dark-haired male in the middle of the dance floor. A stunning brunette had her ass against him, his face stoic as always.

You felt something ignite in the pit of your stomach. You didn't know what it was.

"Y/N?"

You turned your head to the individual who called your name. You shook your head twice to make sure you weren't imagining things.

"Prince Geordo?" You asked as you stumbled back; the alcohol was doing a take on your body.

He pulled you close.

"Careful there. Now what's a good girl like you doing here?" Geordo asked gently.

You frowned.

"Mmm' not good," you barely mumbled out.

Geordo chuckled.

"Let me get someone to take you home, okay?"

You were listening to him but your eyes were trained on the two individuals on the dance floor. The brunette was now whispering something into Nicol's ear. Your eyes twitched when his hand ran down her back.

"No," you replied to Geordo.

"Y/N—" Geordo started but before he could finish, your lips latched onto his.

You couldn't help it. They looked so pink and plump.

He tasted like Vodka.

Your hands began to roam his body slowly making sure he wanted it. He didn't stop you. You started at his ear, the nape, caressed down his chest, all the way to his belt.

"Y/N" Geordo warned, his voice dangerously lower.

"Ssshhhh. I can handle it," you whispered into his ear.

He groaned.

"Let me make you feel good," you begged.

A violent pull by the wrist ripped you away from the blond prince. You knew exactly who it was. You felt half disappointed and half relieved.

"Let me go, Nicol!" You screamed as he dragged you across a grassy lawn. You two were far away from the party now. You had no idea where he was taking you.

He stopped dead in his tracks and glowered down at you. You almost whimpered.

"When did I say you could call me by my name?"

His voice came out in a menacing tone.

Your fear disappear and a frown deepened on your face. You weren't going to let him scare you. Nicol took up the challenge; he pushed you onto the grass. He was practically sitting on top of you, his right hand holding both your arms above your head, and his left hand choking your neck.

"Fucking slut, brat, whore..." he began degrading you while looking straight into your eyes.

You began to tear up a little at all the insults he threw at you while thrashing violently under him. He was so mean, yet oddly enough you liked it. You began to press your thighs together as he continued; you were becoming aroused.

"Maybe I'll just take you right here, right now, for anyone to see and hear. You would like that wouldn't you? Yes you would, considering how you were about to fuck my best friend in front of everyone."

Another tear slipped out of your eye as he continued.

"And you had the nerve to tell me you didn't want me anymore? Why? Because you thought you could do better? What? You wanted a Prince? Remember this and remember it well, you will never be anything more than MY cumdoll."

He released his left hand from your neck and you quickly gasped for all the air you could.

You glared at Nicol, your eyes red and teary from the crying. God were you pretty like that.

"That's it. I can't take it anymore. Take off your panties," he ordered.

You didn't understand why he told you to do it, because his hands were already reaching under your skirt, pulling the tiny fabric off.

"Wait—"

But he was already spreading your legs.

"Not here," you pleaded looking around hoping no one was near.

Nicol didn't care. He was busy taking his own pants off.

Your eyes widened at his naked half. You had never seen his bare bottom half before.

He hovered over you, his anger was all gone now. He looked vulnerable almost.

"Do you want to touch me?" He asked softly.

There was a moment of silence. You didn't know if he was testing you. He had never done or asked anything like this before. Your hands hesitantly and slowly made their way to his face. You caressed his cheeks carefully and smiled unconsciously when he closed his eyes wanting to focus on your touch.

Nicol opened his eyes again and scrunched them together "I want to put it in, is that okay?"

You gulped.

"It's your first time, isn't it?" He asked.

You nodded.

"It's going to hurt. Tell me to stop if it's too painful, okay?"

He pulled something out of his pocket and wrapped it over his cock as you stared in wonder.

"I'll teach you how to do that another time. Stay still now."

He was right, it was painful.

"Does it hurt?" He whispered worriedly.

You nodded.

"Do you want me to stop?" He asked.

"No," you said pulling the collar on his shirt.

Soon enough the pain drifted, it started to feel blissful. As the thrusts became harder so did your moans.

"Ah! Ah! Nnngh—" your eyes were rolling back.

He was hitting a spot you didn't know you had. You were both about to burst, you could feel it.

"Need you to touch me princess, say my name, hug me tight, I'm gonna fuck you so good, I'm gonna make you feel so good, gonna make you my princess, your mine-Ah!"

Your bodies twitched and you screamed as you felt an overwhelming sensation you had never felt before. Nicol collapsed on top of you mumbling incoherent things about the things he was going to do with you after this. You weren't paying attention.

All you were focused on was the good feeling and the blinking stars above you two.

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#5

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 乙女ゲームの破滅フラグしかない悪役令嬢に転生してしまった… - 山口悟 | My Next Life as a Villainess - Yamaguchi Satoru (Light Novels), 乙女ゲームの破滅フラグしかない悪役令嬢に転生してしまった… | My Next Life as a Villainess (Anime), 乙女ゲームの破滅フラグしかない悪役令嬢に転生してしまった… | My Next Life as a Villainess (Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Alan Stuart (My Next Life as a Villainess), Original Male Character(s) Additional Tags: idk what tags are relevant here... Series: Part 13 of Castle Days Summary:

Owen hears Alan has been privately invited to an event hosted by Gammon Marlon, a duke living on the northwestern side of Sorcier. Who also happened to be one of Owen’s half brothers who fought for the throne.

6 notes - Posted August 26, 2022

#4

Full Ask: Here's one for the hanahaki prompt. It takes place in the FL timeline, following the events of the Keith good end. With Maria running away with Keith, Geordo begins to exhibit symptoms of the disease, though he's hiding it from everyone else. He seeks Maria out, but when face-to-face with her he finds that he doesn't feel anything but anger towards her both for spurning his feelings, feelings he feels she toyed with, in addition to how she and Keith took away his shield against noble ladies who only see him as the ideal prince. He ends up realizing that it may not be the loss of Maria that has him coughing up flowers, it may be the loss of Katarina.

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Probably not as detailed as it could.be, but I hope you enjoyed it.

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Dark Blue = completed

Light Blue = in progress

13 notes - Posted November 7, 2022

#3

A Rant about the opinions against AO3 (TL:DR, why hold fanfic authors to a different standard compared to published authors?)

….I honestly don't like getting too involved with drama, but the whole AO3 thing has me a bit bothered and while I understand AO3 is not everyone's cup of tea, saying it's a "horrible site for horrible people" because we write icky stuff is just… false.

Just because we write about it, doesn't mean we stand for it.

I mean, do you think Stephen King is a psycho or loves killing people?! Why not? He writes about people losing their sanity and people dying, descriptively or not.

Are there hints of JK Rowling bridging her transphobic views in the original Harry Potter books? Where are they? She made them pretty abundantly clear with her social media.

Is the author of 50 Shades of Grey some possessive, manipulative creep? Why not? The boundaries of manipulation, bondage, and themes in the book are explicit from what I've heard.

Is every single murder mystery published written by someone who likes people dying or who like the idea of murdering people?

Is every Death Game work made by a person who loves seeing people die in horrible ways? 

Is every smut book published written by a creepy pervert?

No? If you think fanfic writers are exactly what we write, then that applies to all writers. Why the hell are we singled out?

"Obviously their works are not nearly as explicit as what's on AO3, you monsters!"

Well, that is obvious, it's for a broader audience and there will be limitations to what can be officially published or not because of the publishing house and distribution. Why do you think content needs to be cut or censored in the public market? Because it needs to sell and make money. It needs to get by the safety walls that shield the public from overly explicit content. It's for a broad audience that the general rating system can only describe so much for what applies as explicit content.

AO3 is not like that, we are not trying to make money, we are not trying to sell. We are not writing for anyone or anything. We write what we want just for the hell of it because we like it and it's fun, and we share it cause we want to. Are our topics dark and icky at points?

Yes, absolutely, and you are under no obligation to read them. People always say "don't like, don't read" and I don't see what the problem is with that saying. It's simple and it's straight forward. There is an option to exclude fics with certain tags after all.

There's a reason why warnings and tags exist. You know exactly what you're getting into because you cannot ignore those tags. Even the archive has explicit warning tags for any fics containing icky content. They are in bold lettering and the first tag you see. They don't have ones for other icky stuff, but the ones they require authors to use basically cover all their bases because they're a broad enough umbrella to cover the other icky content.

So sorry for the rant, but please, the only thing I ask is why are fanfiction writers under such scrutiny that other authors are not? It's obviously not for the "recycling already existing material" that I am used to. Why are we targeted for being monsters because of our FICTIONAL content while other authors are not held to that standard?

And one last note, it's all FICTIONAL, it's called "fanfiction" for a reason! It isn't real and never reflects our actual views. What we make happen in a story is because everything in that story is just a fabrication of our imagination and nothing is related to our real life. Even if the author you don't like because of their overly icky stuff, they are doing it for themselves in their own little world and no one else. You can easily ignore them and just move on.

However, this is just my opinion and really it's been bothering me a lot. I just wanted to share why I don't think AO3 is an issue or why people are so bothered by it. We had real issues on other social media sites that actually affected real life. AO3 is nothing but a collection of stories, fake stories, fictional stories. Why is it bothering people when we're just trying to have a nice quiet place to share and express our own fictional storytelling?

19 notes - Posted August 15, 2022

#2

“Friendly” Fire Part 4

“Friendly" Fire Part 4 

Part 3

*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The elevator doors opened with a ding. Vanessa looked around before carefully stepping out. Gregory fast asleep in her arms and covered in bandages. Freddy stepped out beside her to observe the area. 

"This area is clear right now." Freddy said. 

"Good, the Security Bots know who I am so we should be fine." Vanessa said as they walked across the main area. She held onto Gregory a little tighter as they made their way across. 

“Miss Vanessa, how will you fix the others?” Freddy asked.

“Manual reset,” Vanessa said, “It’ll clear processing data, but they won’t lose any memories. Visual and auditory information is preserved and stored in a separate area. They might be a bit woozy and unresponsive for a little bit of time, but they should be fine. But once the processing data is wiped, it should remove whatever virus infected them.” 

“YoU ShouLdn'T bE Left AlOnE! Little Boy!” 

“RUN!” Vanessa shouted, she broke into a sprint. The grip on Gregory tightened. 

Freddy followed after her as his eyes scanned for Roxy's figure. That was her voice no doubt. But it sounded so distorted, he nearly didn't recognize it. 

"Miss Vanessa! Duck!" Freddy shouted as he swung a hand over them. Managing to block a green fist. Freddy grunted as he pushed Monty back and Vanessa ran to duck under a table with the child. 

"Get Gregory to safety, Vanessa!" Freddy shouted as he pulled Monty forward and tossed him to the side, making the giant alligator tumble and crash on the ground. "I will guard your path."

"Be careful now!" Vanessa said as she held onto Gregory and ran. 

"Freddy! Where is the child?!" 

Freddy turned just in time to duck a slash from Roxy's claws. He spun around on the smooth metal heels of his feet to dodge another strike from Monty, who’s fist ended up colliding with Roxy’s chestplate, sending her to the ground. 

“Stop acting like this! We are not allowed to hurt children!” Freddy shouted as he dodged Monty again. 

“Stop being a goody-two-shoes and follow our commands!” Monty yelled, “The child is to be taken to the east scrapyard. Do not get in our way!” 

Another green fist nearly hit him as Freddy moved and sent his own curled up fist into Monty’s chestplate, forcing the robotic gator to the ground. 

“Freddy! The child needs to be taken!” 

Freddy covered his ears as an agonizing sound pierced him and vibrated down his endoskeleton. He was met by a harsh shove that sent him stumbling. He managed to regain his balance as he dodged another strike from Monty, who left a large crack in the wall behind him. 

Freddy managed to move out and saw his three bandmates looking at him. They looked more worn than they did a short while ago, but the most noticeable was the red glow in their eyes. That glow alone told him his friends were not in control. They didn’t mean for this to happen, they were hacked, manipulated, forced to hurt children. Whoever was behind this will pay for what they did. 

Freddy’s eyes glanced and quickly zoomed elsewhere, managing to see Vanessa reach the elevator with Gregory still in her arms. 

“Why are you not following protocols?” Freddy asked as he backed away, “We are strictly prohibited from harming children.” 

“Protocols overridden.” Chica said with a static expression, “Gregory will be taken to the core and utilized. That is the command. Tell us where the child is.”

“I am afraid I cannot do that.” Freddy said, he glanced again just as he saw Vanessa get the door open. “I do not follow your commands.” 

Freddy pulled another small device from his leg and pressed a button. Roxy caught it and tried to throw it back, but Freddy smacked it away with the back of his hand and ran. The sound screeched in his ears and light suddenly enveloped the area. While those little gadgets were useful, he doubts they are safe to use around kids. Freddy shook his head, he can complain about child safety later, he needs to make sure Vanessa and Gregory get to safety. He refuses to let him get hurt anymore. 

Freddy came to a stop outside of the elevator where Vanessa was, Gregory still in her arms.

“Freddy, are you alright?” Vanessa asked as Freddy entered the elevator. 

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24 notes - Posted January 15, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

"Friendly" Fire: Part 3

Part 2 *~*~*~* "Brought here?" Freddy asked. "He was kidnapped," Vanessa said, "Taken from the orphanage by someone and brought here for whatever reason. Or perhaps he escaped and somehow ended up here. If someone was after him, I have no doubt it's his kidnapper." "Why kidnap Gregory?" Freddy asked, "He's just a small child." "Who knows." Vanessa sighed, "Perverted reasons, selling reasons, who knows what. Thankfully, he doesn't look too abused besides the animatronic wounds." She barely noticed how Freddy flinched at the last line. It was still odd how alive the robot was. "There," Vanessa sighed as she placed one more bandage on him. "he shouldn't move around much when he wakes up, but it stopped the bleeding and I cleaned the wounds. He should be fine though." "That's good." Freddy said, "Miss Vanessa, do you know what happened to the others? You said something about a technology problem." "Ah, right," Vanessa said, "I heard from another guard that there was a glitch or hack in the main system that's connected to the others. You were disconnected since there was an error. Whatever it was, it's causing the others to act aggressive. We shouldn't get too close to them until we can clear the system and hopefully clear whatever the error is." "Is it possible to do it before sunrise?" Freddy asked. "If we go to the main control room on the top floor maybe." Vanessa said, "But it's on the opposite end of the building." "I can go and try to fix it." Freddy said. Vanessa shook her head, "You're not programmed to figure this stuff out. And it'll be too difficult to try and have you convey the information to me. If we want to try and fix them, we need to move." "But Gregory…" Freddy looked down at the child. "I don't think it's wise to leave him unattended." "I don't think so either," Vanessa said, "One of us needs to carry him. And DO NOT suggest your stomach hatch." Freddy closed the hatch, "But he was fine before inside." "It's still a metal shell that can get cramped, crush, and potentially turn him into a meat pretzel." Vanessa said, "it's not meant for hiding children. Look, you are our best defense against your friends. They don't seem to be hostile to you." "Are you sure?" Freddy asked. "It's our best bet," Vanessa said as she picked up Gregory, "We should get moving." *~*~*~*~* The ping of a door alert sounded on the red colored panel. Vanny giggled. "Looks like a chase is on~ Oh I wonder if I can catch the little mouse~"

70 notes - Posted January 1, 2022

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Katarina and Gerald Have A Talk

Set in LN8.

On the last night of the International Conference, Katarina visits Gerald’s room to apologize again for worrying him. Gerald reassures Katarina that it’s fine but she can see that something is bothering him. 

After a bit of prompting, Gerald reveals that he’s thinking about breaking their engagement because Katarina had been put into danger due to it. Also, because he is aware that Katarina might never return his feelings and he doesn’t want her to be unhappy in an unwanted engagement.

Katarina is surprisingly a bit uneasy about the idea of breaking the engagement - sure, she said that she wanted to break it but now that the possibility is within reach, she realizes that she wants to keep it.

Kataria explains to Gerald that it’s not that she doesn’t have feelings for him but that she’s trying to not think about falling in love with him. She admits that she’s afraid, afraid that Gerald’s love is only a temporary whim, that he’ll find someone better than her, and that she’ll grow jealous and clingy, causing Gerald to hate her.

Edit (03/07/2022): Katarina reveals to Gerald that she is a reincarnation and about Fortune Lover.

Gerald reassures her that his interest is not a whim and that she won’t become a terrible person. He eventually manages to convince her and they kiss.

One thing leads to another and it ends with some GeoKata smut.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 乙女ゲームの破滅フラグしかない悪役令嬢に転生してしまった… - 山口悟 | My Next Life as a Villainess - Yamaguchi Satoru (Light Novels), 乙女ゲームの破滅フラグしかない悪役令嬢に転生してしまった… | My Next Life as a Villainess (Anime) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Geordo Stuart, Alan Stuart, Nicol Ascart, Sophia Ascart Additional Tags: Books, Mild Smut, Erotica, The Author Regrets Nothing, I Blame Tumblr, Geordo accidentally reads one of Sophia's more...juicy novels, Geordo accidentally reads smut, enough said, mild smut is my poor attempt at writing non-graphic erotica scenes, Inspired that Geordo is "the most vanilla" for comedic reasons

Summary: Wanting to learn why Katarina had such a fascination with romance novels, Geordo borrows a book from Sophia… he grabbed the "wrong" one.